Taste(s) of Edmonton.

Dexter and I took the train to see daddy for lunch today.

The Taste of Edmonton is set up in the square right across from city hall so we strolled over to sample the goods. The nice thing was being able to eat whatever you want in one space. The bad thing is crowds of people who don't know how to navigate in a crowd. I'll spare you the details, but suffice to say I've been in far busier places where the flow of human traffic is much more organized. No sudden stopping without pulling over. No startled and incredulous looks when people notice you're standing behind them. That sort of thing.

Once we steered clear of the masses I saw this adorable old man sitting outside the Winspear Centre. I don't know what it is about Chinese seniors. They really tug at my heartstrings.

Dexter had his first fried ice cream.

He looked envious of people playing in the pool outside city hall.

Later that evening Dave and I took the train again, this time for dinner without the crowds.

We went to Moriarty's.

I look out the window.

Menu time.

And wine time.

Dave's sandwich.

And mine.

Cream puffs. They were huge.

Then Don stopped by after his meeting.

He was on the Batavus all day.

But opted to take the train home with us.

It was a yummy Wednesday.